Shen Yuan Ring

Dan Daozi stared wide-eyed at the eight-aperture exquisite furnace in his hand, which was only of the high-grade Xuan level. His face was full of disbelief, and he muttered to himself, "This...this furnace, how could it be here! Could it be that you really are Xiao Chenzi's disciple?"

Before he could finish speaking, Dan Daozi seemed to suddenly remember something and snatched the Dan Palace token from Ji Daoyi's hand.

He kept turning the token in his hand over and then examined it carefully.

With just one glance, Dan Daozi understood immediately—this token was indeed the identity token of an inner disciple of their Central Continent Main Hall.

It should be noted that the Pill Hall, as a vast organization, has numerous branch halls distributed throughout the continent.

Due to regional differences and management needs, the identity tokens for each branch temple are intentionally designed to distinguish the disciples of each branch temple.

Moreover, Dan Daozi had just sensed an aura from the same source as Ji Daotong in the identity token, and he understood that the person he had just injured was a disciple of their Dan Hall.

Then, Dan Daozi flashed and instantly appeared beside Ji Daoyi, his face full of concern as he reached out his hands and carefully helped Ji Daoyi up from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Dan Daozi gently waved his hand, and a crystal-clear jade bottle appeared out of thin air.

He skillfully opened the bottle cap and poured out a pill that emitted a rich medicinal fragrance. The pill was perfectly round, shimmering with a faint light, like an extremely precious gem.

Dan Daozi gently placed the pill near Ji Daoyi's mouth and said softly, "Quickly, take this pill. It will help you recover from your injuries quickly. It wouldn't be good if you suffered any hidden injuries."

Ji Daoyi nodded gratefully, opened his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed the pill.

As the pill entered his stomach, he felt a gentle power continuously repairing his injuries, even previously undetected hidden wounds were completely healed at this moment.

(Good stuff, this injury wasn't a bad deal! It's just a pity, I wish I had a couple more.)

Looking at Ji Daoyi's reluctant eyes, Dan Daozi knew that the child had probably set his sights on his healing elixir.

At the same time, Dan Daozi returned the identity token and the Eight-Aperture Exquisite Furnace to Ji Daoyi.

After completing this series of actions, Dan Daozi turned around and said apologetically to Elder Chimei, who was standing to the side, "Elder Chimei, I'm so sorry! After my confirmation, this Ji Daoyi is indeed my nephew's disciple. So, this is all a misunderstanding."

At this moment, the demon looked exactly like a resentful woman who had nowhere to vent her anger and resentment.

Her face was gloomy, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes flashed with anger. Even so, she still had reservations and dared not easily offend this seemingly powerless Dan Dian.

It should be noted that although the people in the Pill Hall usually only focus on alchemy, their influence is far greater than imagined.

Their influence extends not only across the entire continent, but even some ancient, reclusive families have to give them some face.

Although the Lotus Sect, where the demons reside, is a sacred place that should not be underestimated, it is unwilling to offend a neutral force like the Pill Palace.

After all, the most important thing about this relic is to retrieve the scriptures left by the branch sect. As for how many people enter it or whether the disciples' opportunities are stolen, she is not too concerned.

Knowing that it was impossible to check Ji Daoyi's storage bag now, the demon could only settle for second best and said, "Dan Daozi, how about we ask him a few questions? That won't be too difficult, will it?"

"After all, they all entered the ruins from other entrances, which means that in addition to our people, there are others in the ruins, and even others that we don't know about."

"Although we have complete confidence in our disciples, who can guarantee that there won't be any unforeseen circumstances? Wouldn't our disciples be in danger then?"

"If it's just a few questions, I believe Dao Yi will answer them without reservation."

Upon hearing that the demon's request was merely this small one, Dan Daozi agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Ji Daoyi nodded in agreement. As long as there was no body search or inspection, and it was just a few questions, he naturally wouldn't have any resistance.

What surprised him most was that his master, whom he had never met, actually had such a powerful uncle.

"How did you get into the ruins?"

"I entered the ruins with other people!"

"Where are they?"

"They're all dead!"

"Oh, did you go to the library?"

"We wanted to go in, but we couldn't! There's a formation blocking our way."

Ji Daoyi looked regretful, as if he hadn't actually gone in. Wu De, who was standing to the side, was stunned. If he hadn't gone in himself and seen Ji Daoyi collecting the scriptures, he would have almost believed it.

However, the demon believed it to be true, because the defensive formation of the Scripture Pavilion was indeed not something a mere Nascent Soul Realm novice like him could break through and enter.

"One last question: why did you and that fat man leave the ruins in such a hurry?" Everyone stared intently at Ji Daoyi and Wu De, their hearts filled with doubt and curiosity.

It should be noted that the time limit set by the old ancestor Kongkong through his voice transmission was ten days, but only two days have passed so far, not even three days have been completed.

Ji Daoyi and Wu De quickly exchanged glances, both understanding that the answer at this moment was extremely delicate, and the slightest mistake could put them in a passive position.

However, faced with this unavoidable problem, they had no choice but to respond.

After a brief silence, Ji Daoyi took a deep breath and slowly said, "The reason why Fatty and I came out of the ruins so early..."

Before he could finish speaking, the previously calm spatial passage suddenly began to shake violently, as if it were being violently shaken by an invisible giant hand.

Everyone present was startled and turned to stare at the constantly trembling exit of the passage.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the shaking finally subsided.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw two figures slowly emerge from the passage.

At the same time, a small, severely injured, and weak black snake was curled up on the shoulder of one of them.

The black snake was as black as ink, its scales shimmering with an eerie light. A large hole had been torn open at its tail, and blood was gushing out from the wound, a horrifying sight.

Upon seeing this, all the big shots present instantly tensed up, ready for battle. They secretly circulated their Yuan energy, gripped their weapons tightly, and looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if there was a hidden force among these two that they had to take seriously.